Staring at the sun hidden behind the clouds
Eyes closed and air glittered– Sparkling and sifted through
A spark of hope renewed. Eyes remain open barely before
blinded by magnificence. The sun and clouds unseen, but
chrysales creating a state of piece. A lack of warmth prompts
eyes to shut. They open momentarily until blind to shut.
Perplexed- Pharaoh remains on the shore. Kafka– in-joy in
simplicity, but will later need to talk about Meaning, Form, Pronunciation
He wishes that like the waves receding– there would be no objective,
but methodology is required to gain paper. A certificate to travel the world
easily granted if enough liquidity sacrificed. Sanity forfeited, but one week later
solvency retained. A test to lay in the sand, resting and observing like he
is observed. Instructed by the light to personalize each less-on.
Keeping it simple he closes his eyes. Manipulating them untrue
of his lessons aim. He must kiss this out. He must remain above
the surface. Beneath it is beyond the scopes of the smile.
Luckily, Spyro spared him only for an hour.